Chapter 54
Sharon smirked knowingly, intending to air out certain truths.
She didnât hold back, confronting Tilda directly. âEdwin trusted you, but others saw through it. And letâs be honest, didnât you stay silent deliberately? You thought Edwin cared for you so much that even if you were caught redâhanded, he wouldnât abandon you. You were waiting for him to speak up, to indulge your whims. Isnât that being too selfish?â
Tilda was shocked at Sharonâs accuracy in reading her thoughts from back then.
Tilda, after a momentâs pause, finally found her rebuttal. She wasnât about to ler Sharon walk all over her
Tilda nodded confidently, unfazed. âExactly! So what if Iâm a bit reckless? Edwinâs love for me is undeniable. My plan all along was for the entire city to see how much he adores me. No matter what I do, heâll always paper me, never let me go!
Sharonâs anger flared. âYouâre shameless,â she cursed furiously. Hearing Tilda admit her audacity only fueled Sharonâs indignation. If she hadnât divorced Edwin yet, she would probably slap Tikla a few times.
Sharon said. âHave you ever considered the consequences? What about the reputation of Edwin, the Stanley Family, and even Genesis Group? All of them will have to pay the price for your recklessness.â
âSo what Tilda lifted her chin defiantly. âWho carest Edwin loves me and is willing to sacrifice everything for me.â
shameless flaunting of Edwinâs love was disgusting, a far cry from her usual elegance.
Sharon couldnât help but wonder if Edwin still admired Tikla after witnessing her shameless behavior. Meanwhile, Sharonâs gaze fell on someone, and a sly smirk spread across her lips.
Tilda didnât notice Sharonâs change and continued walking closer. âSharon, this is the difference between you and me
She resented Sharon for stealing Edwin any for four years. Avoiding confrontation before to protect her image, the now saw a chance to stomp all over Sharon in this quiet place,
Tilda cocked her head with a smirk. âEdwinâs all mine. No matter what you do, heâs still wrapped around my finger. You could beg on your knees, but he wouldnât give you the time of day.
âOh,â Sharon said knowingly, nodding and shooting a meaningful glance behind Tilda. Would you dare say that to Edwins face?
âWhatâs there not to dare!â Tilda blurted out, getting caught up in the moment and unable to hold back. But as soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted it.
Tilda spun around and locked eyes with the figure behind her. The shock of recognition froze her in place, sending a jolt of fear through her body.
The man standing there looked like he could freeze time with his cold stare, making everything feel tense.
âEdwinâ¦â she whispered, her throat tight, struggling to breathe, feeling like the might collapse.
Tilda couldnât believe it. She shot Sharon a sharp glance, realizing what had happened. Sharon had seen Edwin earlier and had deliberately provoked her into saying those words.
Sharon smirked, satisfied with Tildaâs unintentional revelation. Without a second glance at Edrin, she walked away, leaving him to see Tildaâs true colors for himself.
Edwin, please listen.âTilda had never felt so flustered. She tightened her grip on Edwinâs hand, her fingertips trembling. âActually, L
Tilda didnât know how to proceed. Even if she found the right words, Edwin had already witnessed her ugly side. More explanations might only reinforce his belief that she was adept at distorting the truth
Edwin observed Tildaâs anxiety, a mix of emotions flickering in his gaze. He hadnât anticipated seeing this side of Tilda, finding her sharpâtongued and disdainful demeanor unexpected.
Edric saying Tilda lef by herself got Edwin worried, so he followed. But it turned out to be pretty funny,
Tikla usually put on a classy act in front of Edwin, all polished and elegant. But today, she acted like a totally different person, which was quite a
shocker.
Seeing Edwinâs disgusted look, Tildaâs heart sank. It felt like everything sheâd worked for had gone down the drain. Her legs gave out, and she hit the ground. Then, someone grabbed her arm and whispered, âLetâs date.â
Tilda paused, thinking she might have misheard, then quickly looked up at Edwin, tugging on his sleeve. âEdwin.â
She glanced at his composed yet unreadable face. I mustâve misheard. After all the effort Iâve put in lately, heâs never said those words. Why would
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